On Wednesday night, Mama and Papa went to the synagogue. They found the synagogue-- Mama calls it shul-- by looking online for Conservative synagogues in Raleigh. "Conservative" means that they pray in Hebrew and men and women sit together and women are allowed to read from the Torah, and they do the whole service and have Rosh Hashanah for two days instead of one. But doggies are not allowed, which is unfair. I am Jewish, too! My mama is Jewish, so I am too. That's what Mama says. But I have to stay at home. Anyway, Mama and Papa had a very nice time on Wednesday and they met the rabbis and said people were very nice to them and all said hello and wished them a happy New Year. That's what you say on Rosh Hashanah, just like you do on December 31st. So we get two New Years! I like that.
Then they came home and had dinner. Mama cooked lots and lots-- it took her three days! Some people think my mama is silly for making all that food when it's just her and Papa, but Mama says the holidays are special and there should be special food, so she likes to make lots of fun things anyway. She made matzo ball soup and something called kugel, with lots of noodles and onions, and a big pot of something called tzimmes, which is root vegetables and dried fruit all stewed up. It smelled so yummy! But because Papa is a vegetarian, there was no meat in anything, so I didn't want to eat any of it. I stuck to my kibble. Mama also made an apple cake.
Apples are very important in Rosh Hashanah. Mama says they symbolize sweetness and harvest and fall. She tried to give me apples, but I thought they were weird. Where was the cheese? Where was the meat? No fun. I passed.
On Thursday and Friday, Mama went back to shul. She said it was very good and she liked it very much. Then she came home and spent the day with me! It was so nice. We took long walks and sat outside. I went under the deck and the shed lots and lots and got all kinds of spider webs on my face and it was so fun! Then Papa came home and sat with me, and he gave me a special Rosh Hashanah rub. I love my papa's belly rubs. My papa gives the BEST belly rubs.
The rest of the weekend was very nice too. On Saturday, Mama and I walked so much! First we walked in the morning, then Mama went to hot yoga, then we walked again in the afternoon. We had a lot of fun, but I was very tired, so I snuggled Mama until dinnertime.
On Sunday, Mama went to a cooking class and brought back a treat! It's a cow's ear, and it tastes like smoky meat! It was so delicious! My mama is the best.
After I chewed and chewed, Mama took me out and we ran into my friends at the little park! We saw Ollie and Frankie (I thought Frankie was O'Malley's sister, but I was wrong-- she belongs to Miss Dawn, just like Ollie) and O'Malley came out later, and we ran and ran and ran. I sat in the shade for a few minutes and watched the world go by while Mama chatted. So it was a very nice holiday and a nice weekend.
Mama asked me to include this picture, which she thinks is neat. This is a signpost near the Rose Garden, and it tells you the name of the neighborhood. Mama says she used to live in a place called Forest Hills, too! But it was very different and it was in Queens. Mama thought this was funny, so here it is. You're welcome, Mama.
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